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(For Taria... I'm still not really sure which one of us the title refers to.
 I did decide though that we really needed a shower scene!)


The Insatiable Flirt
by Anne747 (Anon747@aol.com)


Alicia put her empty soft drink down and turned to Diana.  "I need to have a
quick wash if we're going to go out.  Running always makes me feel grimy.  Do
you mind if I borrow your shower?  I brought some clothes to change into."

Diana smiled, "By all means, go ahead.  Do you need any help with that
shower?  I'd be happy to wash your back you know."

As usual there was a sly smile, followed by a ‘just kidding' from Diana.
 That was the problem, Alicia thought.  She was never quite sure what to make
of Diana's sexual innuendos.  Silly, but if they had come from a man she
wouldn't have had so many problems with them.  It would have been obvious
where the flirting was going.  Diana always kept her completely off balance.
 Not that she wasn't interested... well she just plain wasn't sure if she was
interested.  The constant flirting perhaps had made her think about it a lot
recently.

"Oh Diana," she finally said with a sigh.  "One of these days you need to
make good on some of these arousing offers."  She left a long pause before
adding her own ‘just kidding' and got up and grabbed her track bag, heading
for the master bedroom.

She stripped off her clothing as she went into the luxurious master bathroom.
 This room was one of many rooms she envied in her friend's custom built
home.  Very tasteful, with a whirlpool tub that Diana had of course hinted
was a two person tub.  And the shower wasn't too shabby either with it's seat
built into one wall, and the frosted glass doors.  She was about to close the
door to the bathroom, but stopped herself.  Well, two could play at these
games she thought.  She figured even if Diana came to look, the view through
the glass would be vague at best.

She opened the shower door and stepped in, sliding it closed behind her.  She
turned the water on, finding the perfect temperature... not too hot, but just
warm enough to being a slight flush to her skin as she stood under the
pulsing jets of water.  She was soaping herself vigorously when she
remembered Diana's comment about washing her back.  She stopped for a moment,
thinking about it.  She definitely found it arousing, no question about it.

She slid the shower head out of it's holder and sat down on the seat.  She
knew that the arousal was more than curiosity for something new.  It wasn't
just that she wanted to know what it was like to be with a woman, she had
done that before.  No, she wanted to know what it was like to be with Diana.
 To have her hands touching her, to feel her mouth against hers.

She turned the shower massage to a fairly low setting, the water more of a
caress as she ran it over her body.  She closed her eyes and imagined fingers
following the path of the water, perhaps wet hair brushing against her thigh
as a mouth moved lower on her body.  Her free hand increased the pressure of
the water, then she began to caress her own breasts.  Fingers pulled at
hardened nipples, her breathing has quickened.  The shower massage was
lowered between her thighs, an involuntary jump as the water made contact
with her clit.  She spread her legs wider, and pressed the shower head
closer.

Head thrown back now, her fingers pushed past the jets of water, turning it
up a notch in passing.  Her fingers spread herself wider, letting the jets of
water push into more private places.  The waves of pleasure coursed through
her, and a loud cry broke from her lips, one she could not stifle.  She
pulled the shower massage back just as the door opened.  A completely nude
Diana stepped into the steamy shower.  She took the shower massage from
Alicia, putting it back on the hook.

"Now," Diana said with a mischievous grin.  "Where did that sponge go?"

Alicia was almost too stunned to move... almost.  She stood up, trying to
make a break for the door, which really was stupid, since Diana was standing
in front of it.  Her foot slipped a little and she fell against Diana, their
bodies pressed together hard.  Diana's arms went around her, trying to keep
them both from falling.  They barely managed to stay on their feet.

Diana chuckled a little, "No rush Alicia, there is lots of hot water you
know."

Alicia tried to choke out a response, but she couldn't.

Diana smiled and her and one hand stroked the side of Alicia's face as she
spoke, "I just decided that we'd played the insatiable flirt long enough.
 And obviously you did too, otherwise you would have locked the door.
 Right?"

Alicia didn't really have a reply for that.  It didn't matter, because at
that moment Diana decided that enough was enough and kissed her.  Diana's
lips felt soft against hers.  An insistent tongue pressed its way into her
mouth.  Alicia couldn't ignore the reactions of her body.  She slid her arms
around Diana, pulling her closer.

She pulled Diana back into the stream of hot water, letting it pour down over
both of them as they kissed.  She could feel Diana's breasts pressing against
her own, so different from being held by a man.  Diana's hands slid down her
body, cupping her ass, pulling them closer together.  Her friend's hands slid
between her legs, searching.  Alicia opened her legs a little wider, allowing
Diana to slide her fingers upwards, brushing across the wet lips of her
pussy.

Alicia moved her own fingers down between Diana's legs, but she was stopped.
 "No, this time for you," was the whispered response.

Alicia found herself being turned around, having her hands placed against the
shower wall.  Diana pulled her legs wide apart, then ran her hands up over
Alicia's body, cupping her breasts.  The shower massage came out of the
holder again as Diana brought herself up behind Alicia, her mound pressing up
against Alicia's buttocks.

Standing behind Alicia, Diana pulled the shower massage in front of her,
letting the soft water caress the other woman's body.  The water, and her
body formed their own sort of rhythm.  As Diana would push up against Alicia,
the water would pulse against her body.  As she pulled back, so would the
water.  This slow sensuous rhythm kept up for a while.  Every once in a while
Diana would increase the pressure of the pulse.  

Slowly the pace increased, Diana's wet grinding from behind was matched with
the fast hard pulses of the water.  As Alicia got used to the pulses landing
on one part of her body, the water would suddenly switch to another.
 Suddenly the hard driving pulse of water was between her legs, switching
back and forth, pounding into her as Diana pressed against her from behind.
 She cried out as an orgasm swept through her.  The shower massage fell to
the floor as Diana gripped her tightly, kissing her neck and shoulders from
behind.

The water sprayed upwards over both of them.  Alicia realized that it was
beginning to cool off.  She turned around, reaching behind Diana to turn off
the water.  As she reached for her friend Diana shook her head.

"If we're going to be there in time we really have to get going."

Alicia was surprised, "You mean we're still going out?"

Diana laughed, "Did you think we were going to spend the whole afternoon in
the shower?"

"Well, I guess I thought it was my turn to, well, you know."  Funny how even
after what had happened Alicia was suddenly shy.

Diana held Alicia's face in her hands and kissed her softly.  "Oh, I think
there will be plenty of time for that, if you still want to later of course,"
her voice held just the hint of a tease.  "C'mon, let's get dressed."

"Hmm," Alicia's voice was almost inaudible as they stepped out of the shower.
 "Now who's the insatiable flirt?"


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